Chapter 9

Katie's POV

I was stunned, watching Adrian walk away.

Did he seriously just turn and walk away, after all the stuff he's done to me the past forty-eight hours?

Rebeccas noticed too, laughing with her little followers.

Finding my shocked, sinking expression beyond amusing.

“I knew there was no way Adrian would be into you,” Rebecca mocked, amused, “you seriously overestimated your own allure to really think you could get Adrian.”

They continue trying to get me to eat trash, but I fight back with all I have.

The smell of it was nearly vomit inducing.

But I can feel my strength fading, so with my last burst of strength I bit Rebecca, hard.

I latched onto her hand, that was trying to force my mouth open, digging my teeth into her perfectly manicured hands.

Not giving a damn if I looked crazy or like a rabid dog.

I would never submit to people like her.

I would fight my ass off everytime, until my last breath.

So, I dug in, hard enough to make her feel even a tenth of the pain that she gave me. I needed that release before every pent up emotion bursted out of me.

“You rancid bitch,” Rebecca screeches, enraged, she and her followers hit me, over and over again.

It was like a scene of wolf packs, with the alpha showing dominance. Except Rebecca was only a leader of a pack of insecure followers.

Bullying those weaker than her like an immature teenager instead of a supposed elite college student.

I was trying to protect myself, I curled into myself trying to protect all my vital areas as they rained down violent punches and fierce kicks one after another.

They revel in my anguish, making sure that each hit that lands is worse than the last.

Until my body just couldn’t hold out anymore.

To protect myself from more emotional trauma, my vision turns black.

When I woke up, I noticed the smell of antiseptic and that I was laying on a stiff bed in the infirmary.

Sitting next to me was Adrian, medicine in his hand, the other lightly rubbing it onto my skin with precision and care.

Did Adrian save me? Did he really ignore me or was I mistaken?

“Thank you,” I said softly, looking at him, “for saving me.”

Adrian didn’t say anything, he just stared at me, his eyes intensely looking over every inch of my face.

He slowly leaned closer, my brows furrowed in confusion.

I could swear it seemed like he was trying to inhale my scent.

Shaking my head, knowing I must be mistaken, I focused back on what he was doing.

He then took my hand, putting it on his chest, I instinctively pushed him away.

“What are you doing?” I asked confused, wincing as I moved.

I hurt everywhere, but the medication the doctor gave me made me feel sluggish, weak.

Adrian grabbed my wrist from his chest, pushing it up over my head on the pillow.

But the medication made it so I couldn’t do anything making it easier for Adrian.

Adrian leaned down, his tempting lips hovering over mine.

I try to tell myself the feelings of temptation came from the medication, not from me.

That's when I noticed Draven standing in the doorway.

He didn’t say a word, just turning back around, leaving, his face shrouded in darkness.

Leaving me with doubt and questioning why he was even there.

Did he come to see me?

Was Draven actually worried about me, despite how he’s been acting lately?

Or was it only because we were siblings now that he felt he should come and see me in the school infirmary?

So many things kept swimming in my mind, and the medication was making it harder for me to lock them away.

The biggest question that I kept locked away since everything started on Friday slipped through.

“Did our entire time together mean absolutely nothing?”

The meds let that thought break out, swimming to the forefront of my mind once I saw him by the door.

To be honest after our last interaction in his car I honestly didn’t think he would even care about what happened to me.

Draven’s POV

My mind raced as I left the infirmary, then to make matters worse, I ran into Rebecca, my already sour mood worsened.

“Why’d you take that bitch here?” she asked, and I could smell the stench of sour jealousy coming off her, “do you like her?”

“No,” I said, there wasn’t anything more to say or anything more I could say.

I can’t say that we are now siblings nor can I say that my wolf has deemed Katie our mate.

I couldn’t say anything, forced to just deal with everything myself.

Landon scoffs, annoyance radiating from him.

I hated how Landon was the only one who knew everything that was going on but he couldn’t help me with any of it.

The reason was simple, Landon would only say two words, just two, like they were the answer to fixing everything.

But they weren’t, they never were, not when she is human.

“I only saved her because of father,” I explained to Landon, “I do not wish to be subjected to my fathers Alpha Voice if I can help it.”

But it’s not like anything I say would make a difference to Rebecca at this point, which is why I said nothing.

“I don’t believe you,” Rebecca said, crossing her arms, “tell me why you brought her here.”

What little patience I could muster to be polite had long run out.

Not sure if the stench of her jealousy or if her demanding words annoyed me more but I was fed up with it.

“You need to stop pestering me all the time,” I said, annoyance clear in my voice.

A stern look on my face as I fight back the feeling of wanting to scream at her.

Rebecca’s arms fell to her sides, at the harshness in which I spoke to her, she was hurt.

“Is it because of her?” she asked, upset, jealousy tainted her voice, “is she the reason you’ve started treating me like this?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose, my annoyance practically seeping out of my pores at this point.

Crossing my arms, I stared at her, my eyes ice cold, my voice even colder.

“Just because you are Beta Ritchard’s daughter,” I start stepping toward her, pressure radiating out of me, “ and our families have a good relationship, we grew up together.”

I state, stopping in front of her.

“We may have become friends, due to proximity,” I continue, wanting to be done with this whole thing, “doesn’t mean you have any right to interfere in my affairs.”

Rebecca stood before me, trembling under the pressure I released, tears built up in her eyes, but it didn’t matter to me in the slightest.

“You should reflect on your own actions,” I advised, my voice thick with disgust, “and stop causing trouble for humans, it makes you look very…cheap.”

Without a second thought I turned around and left, choosing to get as far away from Rebecca’s sour stench as soon as possible.